Keep 'em Broke
The boss told me this morning that he likes his employees to stay broke so he knows that they'll show up for work. He's got this plan to give the manager more days off in a row so the manager will have more time to endulge in the consumer way of life. Not that the manager isn't broke already. Is it actually mean and vicious for the owner to give the employees more opportunity to go broke?
We have a handyman that does little repairs on the place. He keeps himself broke with a race track habit and his ex-wife. She's in jail down in Texas and he's driving her car. He spent all morning out in our muddy parking lot changing tires on her car because he doesn't have enough money to get a tire fixed. The boss comes out and starts talking to him about some new repairs to the Roadhouse. Meanwhile I served the handyman a hot roast beef sandwich and got him to sign the tab. I reckon that about half of the upcoming repairs are going to go against his cumulated tab. Yikes!
I feel lucky... I still have most of last weeks tips in my pocket. That boss isn't going to get me over a barrel!!! If I don't want to show up, I am going to keep my options open. Actually, I didn't want to show up this morning. It's rained for the last two days and the mud is deeper than ever. The dry streams are now running. It took 2 hours for me to make it to the pavement this morning and it's been raining on and off all day. Sigh.... The result is that customers are few and far between. My total tips aren't going to make up for the $4 fish sandwich I had at the Sonic two days ago.
But I'm glad I made myself come; it's pretty nice to be here today. A few muddy customers to sweep behind and 150 new songs on our satellite radio station. Yes, Sirius satellite radio, channel 35, the Roadhouse... we've been drinking coffee and listening to the radio. The cook is making some oatmeal cookies. Life could be much worse!
We have a handyman that does little repairs on the place. He keeps himself broke with a race track habit and his ex-wife. She's in jail down in Texas and he's driving her car. He spent all morning out in our muddy parking lot changing tires on her car because he doesn't have enough money to get a tire fixed. The boss comes out and starts talking to him about some new repairs to the Roadhouse. Meanwhile I served the handyman a hot roast beef sandwich and got him to sign the tab. I reckon that about half of the upcoming repairs are going to go against his cumulated tab. Yikes!
I feel lucky... I still have most of last weeks tips in my pocket. That boss isn't going to get me over a barrel!!! If I don't want to show up, I am going to keep my options open. Actually, I didn't want to show up this morning. It's rained for the last two days and the mud is deeper than ever. The dry streams are now running. It took 2 hours for me to make it to the pavement this morning and it's been raining on and off all day. Sigh.... The result is that customers are few and far between. My total tips aren't going to make up for the $4 fish sandwich I had at the Sonic two days ago.
But I'm glad I made myself come; it's pretty nice to be here today. A few muddy customers to sweep behind and 150 new songs on our satellite radio station. Yes, Sirius satellite radio, channel 35, the Roadhouse... we've been drinking coffee and listening to the radio. The cook is making some oatmeal cookies. Life could be much worse!
posted by The waitress at 1:42 PM
1 Comments:
You describe the scene so well that it's easy to imagine sitting there with you enjoying the coffee and the warmth. We could forget about the mud outside until we had to go face it. I'm not sure if the owner is kind (in giving employees extra time off), cheap (because he won't have to pay them) or mean (because he wants to keep them broke). You just keep on putting those tips in your pocket, girl, and stay away from Sonic.
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